A Day In Events #7

Arg, the days are passing so fast these days - I can't keep up with my posts! Yes, apparently they are going faster than me. THIS IS A RACE, PEOPLE!

-I got 10 hours of sleep today. YAY! I GET A GOLDEN HAPPY FACE! :)

-I had class today. {English, of course.} It wasn't so bad. YAY I GOT 100% ON MY VOCABULARY QUIZ! See? That's what you get for studying. :P

-Library trip! Yop, yop. I returned a WHOLLLEEEEEE bunch {that I didn't finish since they were all non-fiction and super uber boring}, and then I borrowed wayyyyyyy more than I returned. :D

-I read for the rest of the afternoon. As well as worked on my project. It's very distracting when you've got some idiot bugging you about how watery strawberries are.

-Ugh, the stupid phone keeps ringing. SHUT UP, WILL YOU? I DON'T GIVE A rats poop ABOUT TELEMARKETERS, DANG IT!

-Stupid Blogger won't let me put on all these labels that I want to put on. Sheesh, don't have to be so stingy about the labels! >_<

-Now there's this weird error thing - every time I try to upload a picture, it fails. Over, and over, and over again. Ah.

I think Ralph's a bit angry at me. I've neglected him all day {and a lot of the past week too}. I'M SORRY RALPH. I'M SURE WE'LL GET TO FINISH THAT TREE HOUSE SOME OTHER DAY. I like construction. It's fun. WAIT. EXCEPT - I hate it when I get paper cuts from the stupid blueprint paper. Darn blueprints. The paper just HAS to be so thick, doesn't it? {sigh....*}

Blech.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... I sooo feel like screaming at the world right now. Too bad my throat is too sore. I'm not even going to bother. Yes, yes, I am super, uber, aware of the fact that this blog is going to die from negligent homicide. I am aware. O_o So, anyone do anything lately? Yeah, I thought so. Everyone is in a period of: WHOOOOOOOOSH! Very hard to get out of. No wiggle space, just kind of sit there and watch the clock. Waiting. Waiting. OW! I JUST GOT A PAPER CUT! {This is what happens when you look at the clock for too long. You don't notice people around you who may look innocent, but who are really trying to kill you with excessive paper cuts. Don't you sleep better that night knowing that?} Blech, paper cuts are nasty. Band-aids are nasty too. Why can't they make non-nasty band-aids? Stupid Band-aid factories. I INTEND TO BOYCOTT YOU ALLLL!!! Guess, guess, guess what? I've FINALLY had a chance to change the stupid settings on my PDA! {Yes, I do have a PDA. That's the trend for the new retards. You should get one too.} :D Now the alarm doesn't sound as retarded before. It used to be "Concerto" {don't ask} but now it's "Sci-fi"! {wheeeeeeeeeeeeee...} It's like that totally awesome, ohmigosh? I need to add on to my list of tasks: "Stop being so retarded. Due date: NOW." Ralph's been absorbed into the television. He doesn't like spring very much.